Boy : NO.

Girl : Would you cry if I walked away?

... 

Boy : NO.

She heard enough, and was hurt. She walked away, tears ran down her face. The boy grabbed her arm.

Boy : Your not pretty, your beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would DIE.

(Boy whispers) : Please? Stay with me.

(Girl whispers) : I will. :D